I don't want to hold this cross anymore
I'm bored to death
I'm abused and confused
And I guess that's how you want me to feel
Shall save my soul and leave it all behind

Antinferno

In the very last days of judgement
I shall spread my spirit
Upon every flesh
Your sons and your daughters
They shall be prophets
And on this day it shall be done
Yes, upon my servants
I shall spread my spirit
And on this day they shall inherit

For the first time you have to make a choice
Would you look down
Or look to the stars
To the ocean and far beyond
To the earth that is to erupt
To the red sky, to the storm
To the people who must die now ?

A new cross rises on the hills of Jerusalem
Held by the arms of a stronger Christ

Now this is the very beginning of the end
Now lies have to be broken
Yes, cursed be betrayers
For they shall be left behind
And on this day grace shall be redefined

For the first time you have to make a choice
Would you look down
Or look to the stars
To the ocean and far beyond
To the earth that is to erupt
To the red sky, to the storm
To the people who must die now ?

Everyone of us must know
That we are the very last ones
Martyrs and legends
Of a future New Testament

Now look at me if you dare
It's so bright that it is blinding
A new cross rises on the hills of Jerusalem

Now that all of your nations
Are burned to the ground
Now that the words have no meanings
Experience the last sacrament
Be warm or be forgotten
Yes, upon the faithfuls
I shall spread my spirit
And on this day they shall inherit

A new cross rises on the hills of Jerusalem
Held by the arms of a stronger Christ

Sister September

One deceiver
Among millions of others
One look
And you lover forever
One word
And you're the one to blame
Tell me
Who could live with this shame ?

It's obviously beyond his power
All certainties move towards their end
One question
And so many answers
Where's the crown he once transcend ?

Sister September
Where are the dreams you've stuck in me ?
Sister remember
I shall never, never forget the name of your devotee

A moment of beauty
Still it remains only a memory
A stunning artefact of the past
The one, the true, the last

Do I have to die under this autumnal sun ?
Did I have to trust you ?
Truly and madly and blindly
And what did I get in return ?

Sister September
Shall never forget the name of your devotee
Where are the dreams you have stuck in me ?
An eternity of torture to me
Such a lot of pain…

Worship Manifesto

So on my head the light is one
Unity manifest
A star more splendid than the sun
Burns for my crowned crest
Burns as the murmuring orison
Of waters in the west

Still on the mystic tree of life
My soul is crucified
Still strikes the sacrificial knife
Where lurks some serpent-eyed
Fear, passion, or man’s deadly wife
Desire the suicide !

I hold my cross among you lambs
Seven mortal wounds for my vanity
Stigmata of your mockery
I Shall be the last you’ll ever see
There ain’t no life
There ain’t no eden
Proud ignorance
Here lies the storm

Now forget about love and fight
Only believe in beauty
And might
For the beauty of this final act is
Love under will